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 Jul 6 Foogle
Lostling
Liar
 Jul 6 Foogle
Lostling
The girl in the mirror
Is a liar
Even with the people she trusts
She lies
Even in the place she’s most bare
She lies
Even when its just us
She lies

And I’m too tired to figure out the truth
Or put anything I feel into words
 Jul 6 Foogle
Lostling
I try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
But still
I'm not
Enough
Sometimes I catch a glimpse of the person in the mirror and wonder what anyone sees in them
 Jul 6 Foogle
Lostling
So brittle
That a single word (or seven)
Could pour salt on my opened palms
And break
My short sense of happiness
Another late night write.
I wanted to get angry. I still do. But I got a poem that I'm happy with (the other one)
 Jul 6 Foogle
Lostling
Your guiding hands are always there
To catch me when I fall.
Soft combs through my tangled hair
Hugs, a protective wall.

Your strength's a roaring lioness,
Your heart burning so bright,
Fighting through the crushing stress.
You burn away the night
Happy Mother's Day!
 Jul 6 Foogle
Lostling
I love you
Perhaps one of the greatest tragedies
 Jul 6 Foogle
Lostling
Piano
 Jul 6 Foogle
Lostling
Mind forgets
Eyes slip past notes
Paper retains, but is lost
Only fingers remember
A lone melody.
And maybe that’s enough
Every song forgotten but Cannon In D
 Jul 6 Foogle
Lostling
As I walk down the path well well-worn
I find myself
Missing the caress of droplets
On my arms,
The quiet murmur as they reconciled with the ground--
sha.... sha....
The cold puddles slipping into socks
And the memory of your umbrella
As we danced in the rain.
I love walking in the rain. It's hard to do that when everything has become so sheltered...
 Jul 6 Foogle
Soulless
Hey, you...

I think you're beautiful

Such a lovely girl

Your poems make

Me laugh and cry

Smile and think

Graceful as a

Skater on the rink

I love your mind

The words you use

The imagery is

Lovely

It's

True

- Hex
To all the girls I've followed on here
 Jul 6 Foogle
Liana
One hug
 Jul 6 Foogle
Liana
I would climb mountains
Hijack cars
Walk 26 days
And almost die
If that meant I could hug you
Even one time
Lyle, I love you so much and I want to write you so many poems (I have a lot of drafts that I feel aren't good enough, but I just chose two for now). But even more than that I just want to hug you.
 Jul 6 Foogle
Green
Untitled
 Jul 6 Foogle
Green
And
Sometimes music
Is better than people
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